A Truest Form of Love

A first love should be the right love.
When four eyes meet,
At last our love is complete.

Hurdles and obstacles,
We will defeat,
Even the air between us will retreat.

Lovers pride,
Lovers joy,
Lovers don't hide,
Lovers aren't coy.

Warm arms to embrace,
Allowing our love to enlace.

Enjoy happiness together for all of our life,
For there's many roads where we may strife,
Our bond is strong, if so we will strive,
And reunite in the afterlife.
Published: 9/25/2012
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